"Is this... the other side... of my story?"
[No Marcus...]
Another familiar voice echoed behind him.
[This is your hidden memory... this is what in reality, happened]
..............
"Fuck, What is this shit?"
Raka banged a blue veil which wrapped Marcus, who was inside, on his knees and unconscious.
Raka sighed as he stared at the protective layer around his opponent. It was just a minute ago that he saw him fall to the ground.
"Right when I thought the match was over, Shit!!"
"Right when it broke through his defense... FUCK!!"
Raka had let his nanobots invade Marcus's body through his ears. What he planned to do was to control Marcus's Neuro system and bring him under his control.
But the prototype he had wasn't as quick as he thought. The nanobots he transmitted to Marcus
"I can sense it...No, haha I can see it in your eyes. You know how death feels like, don't you?. I know this makes no sense but I feel like you died at least a hundred times before." {Raka stares MOTHERFUCKERLY} {At Himself} ..... Raka was staring at his memory self who was a few meters away from and was speaking to the man beside him, to Marcus G Orno. He shook his head and strolled away from them. The land under him felt so real as his legs sauntered over the grassy land. Raka halted his steps as he learned his memory was taking place in his pocket dimension, which was just another one of those infinitely looping pocket dimensions that solely pivoted on the user's mana capacity. "Now what was that?" Raka let his voice escape through his mouth while he gradually dim
10 minutes ago... "Is this... the other side... of my story?" [No Marcus...] Another familiar voice echoed behind him. [This is your hidden memory... this is what in reality, happened] ..... "Eh? Who are you?" Marcus inquired, swirling his body around and stabilizing his gaze at a strong man... a man around his size. The robust man before him wore clothes that were synonymous with his. He also had a mask donned which appeared to drape a pretty familiar face. "Huh?" Marcus was soon taken aback when he recognized the details flowing on the red mask. It was none other than his mask... his Oni mask. As if answering back to his concern, the man before Marcus shifted his hand towards his mask, without moving from his place. Marcus w
"Her system self destructed along with her...." ..... 'Be more mature Marcus, you are 18!!' Marcus thought to himself as he held his jaw from falling off from its place. 'What else did you expect when you accepted to become the guardian of the planet?' 'My heart says this is just the beginning' 'The beginning to something insane' 'Even if it makes no sense' 'I must accept the truth and go with the flow' .... 'But... self destruct? Why did she self-destruct?' "But... why did she self destruct?" His thoughts now revamped to words, leaked out of his mouth as a question to the look-alike system who had just told him stuff... things that would've made zero sense if it wasn't for Marcus and his expectations of the aftermaths of being a Guardian. "Her system was v
"Her trauma won't even have the choice of holding a candle to yours" ..... Marcus held back his gasp. A guardian before him went insane because of her trauma... and now the system said her trauma won't even hold a candle to his?. 'What did I even go through?' Marcus couldn't do anything other than think that to himself. Of course, as the system said, he won't remember anything because they were locked up by the system. So instead of worrying more about it, he turned towards the door. His eyes ran through the door in front of him. The fastened door, for him and in reality, looked like the answer to everything running inside his mind. The way it was chained and locked just proved how indispensable the knowledge on the other side would be. "System?..." "Yes, Marcus?"<
"The door will open in..." "3..." "2..... " "1..... " *FLASH* ..... The huge towering clasps and latches vanished, making the massive chains plummet a few meters away from the duo below. 'That's Big!!' (That's what she said...) Marcus thought as his eyes widened at the size of the steel chain beside him. The system ambled forward and tapped on the door. Reacting to his touch, the door creaked and squealed as it slowly unlocked. Marcus caught sight of flickering lights in his eyes through the narrow gap as the door opened, which was gradually expanding as time passed. The thought train once again wrecked Marcus's psyche as it railed against him. What the system wanted was him to be cool, calm as he possibly could be. But he certainly w
"It's me, Marcus....." "Just like every human has..." "You have one too and that's me!!!!. KEKEK" ................. ................. ................. "Behold... Your INNER DEMON" ............................................ The Demon chuckled. He slowly paced towards the chained Marcus and ran his hand through the chains. "As I said, I'll be tutoring you" The demon grabbed the chain around Marcus's mouth. "And for that... I'll be removing this" With a swift pull, The demon freed the chain around Marcus's mouth. Marcus gulped air as soon as the demon returned him his right to speak. "For me to teach, I will have to hear your scream...Nope!! 'S - C - R - E - A - M - S' of agony!! Kekekekekek" The Demon laugh
".... We???... He??.. What are you talking about."Marcus asked in between as his sobs shifted to intractable hiccups."Yes, We... After all, I was sent here by someone"............................................"How do you think I was able to get into this body?"The Demon asked."......"There was no reply from Marcus, the only utterance the demon heard from him were sobs and hiccups."Tch... And you are the Guardian... makes me laugh.."The Demon retorted while shaking his head in disappointment."Do you remember that you have another Demon inside you??"The Obsidian embodiment of a demon asked him. He looked at Marcus with his left eye closed and the corresponding right eyebrow perched like an inverted tick mark.The words seemed to catch his atten
*Ring**Ring*Dave's new smartphone started ringing just as he reached his home on the beach coast.He had just reached home after finishing long and tiring paper works back in his guild office.Without moving his torso, Dave in a quick motion took out his phone from his jean pocket and opened the door to his room."Hm?"Dave perched his eyebrows as he read the name displaying on his new phone gifted to him by Raka."Cypher?"The text, which was in black, was flashing rapidly as a caller tune welcomed Dave's attention. It was a tune he had never heard before. The phone itself was a new one, he acquired it in a parcel which was mailed by Raka in front of his guild house.There was a memo affixed with the parcel, which helped him instigate and stimulate the services of the modern device.The memo the parcel contained was also an answer to Dave's striking disarray about what those weird